So the Queen is reading this letter she received from the post office. I notice there is a bunch of glitter falling out of the envelope, and the letter itself, all over our apartment. I point out to the fair Queen this is a highly illegal thing to have happen.
She stops dead in her tracks. "What do you mean?"
Oh, come on gentle reader. Like you don't see this coming a mile away.
"Well," I replied, "After all, it is illegal to be glittering."
I might be back from sleeping on couch sometime next week.
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